Hello Madam Balottelli Pagani Boffa, his car has arrived. And 'here in the dealership. We look forward to this afternoon for delivery.
Oh, thank goodness. The waiting anxiously! You know, covering nearly two thousand miles a year, here in town and I really need a car safer. I understand it?
Sure, he's right. In the city the average cruising speed is very low, but if one day the traffic will magically dissolve, she would be ready. Congratulations on your foresight.
Thank you thank you ... speaking of vision, said that I was right to take diesel? Sincerely
along 2000 kilometers a year, could also take it to Don Perignon 1967. However, the diesel was a good choice. I understand that you are careful in purchasing a woman when I asked the 5000cc twin-turbo 400 horsepower engine, absolutely necessary to bring the child to school, but diesel. She loves the savings. Brava. I would also like a wife I so wisely.
will be powerful enough?
I think it's perfect for your needs! I distinctly remember the test drive we did together. I will never forget that I had never seen flies in highway crash on the glass, get up and fly away stunned. One thing the can do with this machine, do not worry.
Thanks for the reassurance and advice, I come to collect it immediately. See you later.
you later.
Shortly after the square of the dealership parking a big SUV, with wheels and bolts to air missiles on the roof. From the half down two women. Uncoupled from the child seat, pull the hood two strollers and move towards the entrance.
Seller warmly welcomes the
Lady Balottelli Pagani Boffa, good afternoon. That speed.
Good afternoon. Yes, with the help of my friend, Pucci, we did infrettissima. We're just two crazy hahahah we
Here the machine. If you have a minute I'll explain the various functions
... Well ... if you got me? What creeps? I can drive!
I wanted to just briefly describe the automatic
Well ... will work automatically! With what I paid ...
Sure, it's very intuitive. He's right. Mine was an excess of zeal. Take a seat on board and enjoy the ride.
She clings sull'altissimo seat of his new and powerful way.
closes the door and see the dashboard with the bewildered look of a person who discovers he has an asshole in front.
pretends indifference and find a friend for the ignition command. A big start button that flashes like a good clue. Presses. It works.
Now comes the hard part. Shift lever is, 'sti few pedals in,' ste palette on the steering wheel ... it is just automatically accelerate.
Accelerate ... more ...
Deeper
around the car ... gather men in white shirts and ties, with big rimmed glasses bakelite.
An amplified voice scratchy start a test go / no go.
Start automatic ground launch sequencer
GO
Retract orbiter access arm
GO
Start auxiliary power units
Arm solid rocket booster
GO GO
Start orbiter aerosurface profile test
GO
Retract gaseous oxygen vent arm
GO
Crew members close and lock
GO
Orbiter transfers from ground to internal power
GO GO
Main engine start
Part
a countdown while some workers devise as soon as possible the launch pad. The car is
shrouded in smoke. In the fog, the seller acted in vain screaming hand brake.
Suddenly a roar. The hood is opened. From
bonnet trembling leaves the engine. His face is furious. Someone has to pay. They get the various pipes and cables that connect the car and crosses the body.
A heavy footsteps approaching the door.
knocks on the glass. Mrs.
, vaguely frightened only opens a small window of opportunity.
With bloodshot eyes, but calm voice, the engine speaks to her. Want to remove
fucking slow down, please?
Mrs. timidly raises his foot.
Get out.
The lady is hesitant. He looks around looking for support. Aid. And then resign. Open the door.
Looking down from the car.
Give me the keys. Give me the keys and go home, you and all those like you, you broke my dick. Stop it.
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